Note to self: while getting four apples from one of the locals during my vacation is charming, it is no substitute for a fucking paycheck.

I am a nervous wreck about money. I think I'm gonna ask for an advance.

But at least I'm back alive, says the plane- and shark-phobic who just returned from Hawaii. And I managed to brave not only the plane but to go in the water too. Yay.

Sadly, too broke for any effin' therapy.

;)